Broadside ballad entitled 'The Tid Is On Me Now'

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The TID is on ME now.

It was on a Monday morning,In the spring time of the year,A mother and her daughter,Went out to take the air;And as they were conversing,The daughter made a vow,And Said, I will be married,For the tid is on me now.

Now hold your tongue, dear daughter,O hold your foolish tongue,To think of getting married,You are a year too young ;For men have got deceitful tongues,And that you must allow,I care not, I'll be married,For the tid is on me now.

Consider my condition,Dear mother, by your own ;When you was only fourteen years,You could not lie alone;Now I'm sixteen and older,And that you must allow,So I must and will be married,For the tid is on me now.

You say you will be married,Where will you get a man ?O yes, replied the daughter,I will have bouncing John;For he called me his dear honey,At the milking of the cow,And I must and will be married,For the tid is on me now.

But what if he should slight you,As he has done half a score ?O what do I care for that,As long's there plenty more ;There's weavers, bakers, and spinners,And men that hold the plough?To-morrow I'll get married,For the tid is on me now.

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